Medication Is Not A Cure
byMedication is not a cure Just a remedy and nothing more A modern system of treating symptoms Patients more a group of victims Think…
poetry
Cancer Growing – It’s Always Too Late
byTorrid tales of that which lies beneath Flesh-bound darkness with nary a voice The cancer kills with such efficiency Silently waging a lengthy pathway …
Tranquility – The Sensual Pleasures of Perfection
byTranquility A peaceful stillness Surrounded by earthly pleasures The sensual and provocative Shape of a blooming orchid Tender petals moist with dew Arching towards…
Sinking or Surfacing – It’s All About Perspective
bySinking or Surfacing? You decide and realize It’s all about Perspective Sometime up is really down Other times they’re switched around Judgement calls That’s…
Halloween Night on the Misty Moors
byA creeping doom fills the room Crushing hope beneath its gloom Feel it follow, down the darkened hollow Adorned in a heavy a…
Mysteries on the Wind
byTry, if you may, to catch a glimpse Of the gust of wind that just caressed your neck It seems that no matter how…
Erotic Sensitivity, Intensity, Ecstasy
byErotic sensitivity, a gaze, a touch, a proclivity An interaction in a sacred space, a sacred place Where all that meets the eye is your…
In Praise of Mother Nature
byA soft breeze slips effortlessly through the golden sheaves of wheat Whispering a message of hope to the huddled and downtrodden masses Falling mountain…
What Is and What Might Be
byWalk with me my love, for it seems as if it has been sometime that we strolled together. Take nothing, empty your mind and…
Wildflower Land
byTiny Wildflowers . Tiny wildflowers lay scattered on the floor. Once proud and full of life, but no longer They have sacrificed their essence for you….